The trio from the Supernatural Research Club decided to start with the abandoned fertilizer factory where the Dog King had once held power. After all, strange events related to “the pink phenomenon” had happened there before—there might still be clues to uncover.
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As they carefully slipped into the decrepit factory, a strange smell clung to the air—a nauseating mix of expired fertilizer and an oddly sweet undertone.
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“Ugh, this place still smells disgusting,” Wang Meili groaned, pinching her nose.
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Ah Zhai, however, was delighted, filming everything with his camera. “Maybe we’ll catch mutated pink plants... or glowing pink rats!”
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Lin Xiaoqiang perked up his ears, tuning in to the thoughts of nearby animals. Apart from a few stray cats trembling in the corners and a handful of bugs mentally cursing their intrusion, he heard nothing useful about the mysterious bespectacled man.
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They eventually reached a room that seemed to have once been a laboratory. It was a mess—broken glass bottles and rusty metal equipment littered the floor. They began carefully rummaging through the chaos, hoping to find old notes, equipment, or any leftover clues.
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Suddenly, Wang Meili gasped.
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“Look! What is that?” she pointed to a box half-hidden beneath a pile of junk in the corner.
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Curious, Lin Xiaoqiang and Ah Zhai rushed over and helped clear away the debris. When they opened the box, they were stunned to find it neatly filled with an assortment of pink wigs—short, long, curly, straight. The styles were varied, but all had the same unnerving shade of bubblegum pink.
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“Uh… fashion props?” Ah Zhai picked up a fluffy pink afro wig and struck a pose for the camera, clearly amused.
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Lin Xiaoqiang’s eyebrow twitched. “This is an abandoned fertilizer factory. Why would someone stash wigs here?”
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As they stood there bewildered, Lin Xiaoqiang suddenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps approaching from outside.
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“Someone’s coming!” he whispered.
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The trio quickly ducked into hiding, peeking through a hole in the wall to spy on whoever had just entered. A scruffy man with messy clothes crept in, carrying a large, heavy sack and glancing around nervously.
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He walked up to the box of pink wigs, carefully lifted the lid, then began pulling what looked like fertilizer from his bag—and started sprinkling it all over the wigs.
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“What is he doing?” Wang Meili whispered, thoroughly confused.
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Lin Xiaoqiang focused, tuning into the man’s thoughts.
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“Hehehe… My Pink Hair Growth Fertilizer is almost ready! Once these wigs absorb enough energy, they’ll glow with an irresistible pink radiance! Soon, the whole world’s bald heads will crave my creations! The Pink Hair Empire will RISE!”
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The trio stared at each other, speechless.
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So… this whole factory was now the hideout of a wannabe entrepreneur obsessed with turning pink wigs into magical hair-growth products?
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“Did we… chase the wrong lead?” Wang Meili asked awkwardly.
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Ah Zhai slowly removed the pink afro from his head and scratched behind his ear. “Maybe. But hey—at least we got some really unique footage.”
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Just as they prepared to slip away quietly, the man suddenly turned around—catching sight of their hiding spot.
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“Hey! Who are you?! What are you sneaking around for?!” he shouted, his eyes narrowing with suspicion as he stormed toward them.
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